As I am typing this, I am sitting right next to the biography section of my favorite library in my town. I have been thinking a lot of what people will think of when I'm gone. Will I have spent my life playing it safe, or will I have been doing what I and God decided to do with this slice of time I've got here?
I have realized just how comfortable I am here. Same town, same house, same friends for years. I've become so comfortable I have started to suffocate with tradition, familiarity, and pre-conceived notions from myself and those close to me of how my life is supposed to turn. And for once, I am sick of it.
I don't want to stay in this town just to make me or my family comfortable. I want to go where God wants to make me so uncomfortable that the only thing familiar in a place of new faces, new rules, and new responsibilities, is Him.
It is ridiculous to stay just because it is easy. Even though I planned to going out of town after community college, I am getting comfortable again and was reconsidering staying. Weather that happens or not, I want to intentionally move away, see the far corners of the earth, or even just a dusty town one state away.
Living with intention, on my terms is my new goal. If I want it and it falls in line with God's word, is there any reason not? No.
So I am going, not sure where or why, but it is certain. And I will still be here, reading your words and being with you guys every step of the way.
p.s. The best part of going is that I am not going away from you guys. We might even be closer!:D
